Independence should never keep us from the help we need…

My post may be a little hard to follow today as I have a lot I want to say, but limited space to say it. Today I celebrated with fellow Christians the foundation for our hope and faith, the raising of our Lord from the dead. I have been thinking about the Christian walk and what God gave up, what Jesus gave up for us to be able to get back what we lost in the garden (fellowship with God). To relay our heart verses God’s heart I want to tell a story. My mother is an assistant to an elderly couple, both of whom are in their nineties. The wife has Alzheimer (although it’s not severe, yet), the husband has scoliosis and a hernia that weighs almost as much as he does. They are fiercely independent wanting to live life like they are in their twenties. The gentleman is not only independent, but stubborn wanting to do everything on his own. However, the curvature of his spine and his hernia limit not just his structure,  but his movement as well. My mom told me a story that happened recently. The gentleman uses a walker however, he is very unstable. He wobbles and sways as he moves, because of this anytime he is stopped, my mom (for his safety and her’s) locks the walker so it doesn’t fall with him. This makes the gentleman upset and in his defiance he will push on the walker almost landing himself and my mother on the floor. In his desire for independence, he refuses to acknowledge his limitations and needs. What’s my point? We do the same thing. Every. Single. Day. We are wobbling in this life, we need God to put the breaks on our walker, before we walk ourselves off a cliff. But we refuse the help, refuse to even acknowledge His existence at times. We like the old man would rather end up on the floor, than accept the help we so desperately need.  Jesus in order to give us a way back to God gave up his independence. The creator allowed creation to beat Him, spit on Him, and hang Him on a tree. Ironically all of this was done because He wanted to give us back our freedom (which we mistakenly see as bondage). Look at the world around you then honestly answer these question: Do we seem free? Do we seem happy and content? Are we really chasing our dreams? The honest answer…NO. After you honestly answer, ask yourself this, “Why won’t I accept God’s hand?” Christ came to stabilize our walker and get us to our TRUE destination. We have two choices be like the old man and fight, till we end up on the floor unable to get up. Or we can…Let Go and Let GOD get us where we want to go.

” But God is my helper. The Lord keeps me alive” (Psalm 54:4).

So what’s the plan? Let God put the breaks on my walker. Happy Resurrection Sunday!